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Chapter 1110
In short, this situation could blow up, but it couldn't get too out of hand-at least they still needed to let Yuvan
and his group return to Valken.
Violet exhaled a long breath, but her anger was far from quenched. She would get her chance for payback-there
would be another time.
The Garrison Unit and the Capital Guard arrived first. Alistair had intended to lead the Royal Guard out of the
city, but the soldiers couldn't leave without royal orders. He had snuck out in disguise instead.
Though they didn’t know all the details, they had an idea of what had happened, and they had never been so
angry in their lives. Violet was their mentor, and to harm her was like harming their own parents.
This was unforgivable!
When Claire had quietly told them what had happened and what Rafael and Carissa’s plans were, they held their
tempers in check for the tbeing. However, they still ordered the Garrison Unit and the Capital Guard to
surround Yuvan and his men.
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The focus was on the black-clad suicide soldiers-scoundrels who killed without a second thought. They had
managed to capture sof them at last.
Then cKevin. His future was something he cared deeply about, but after hearing the full story, his fury was
palpable. Without thinking, he lunged at Yuvan and started beating the latter.
rage. “Even
“The woman you kidnapped is my godsister!” he shouted, his face twisted in though she was rescued, you
nearly violated her! You disgusting pervert! I'm going to avenge her!”
Kevin didn’t aim for Yuvan’s face or body-he knew where to draw the line. Instead, he aimed for Yuvan’s legs and
also landed a few brutal strikes to his groin.
Violet had wanted to do the same, but she found it too filthy.
Watching Kevin take her place and deliver the blows she had wanted to land, something in her stirred-her eyes
grew wet, and her nose tingled.
So, this was what it was like to be someone’s mentor. When she had first taken them in, she had seen them as
little more than burdens.
Fiona was wailing, pulling Molly along in her grief, hoping to shield Yuvan from the worst of it. After all, they were
women, and Kevin couldn’t bring himself to hit them. But Molly was already terrified by Violet and kept trying to
hide. So, Fiona took a few punches while Molly curled up nearby, trembling in fear.
Finally, the two county duchesses descended from the carriage, rushing to Yuvan’s side. The three women stood
in front of Yuvan, and Kevin couldn't bring himself to hit them. He had already vented his anger, so he stepped
back, his frustration somewhat eased,
it would
The guards and the suicide soldiers, however, hesitated. If they made a move, mean going up against Rafael and
the Mystic Anny. The latter were official troops executing their duties. If a confrontation broke out, Yuvan’s men
wouldn't know if they could win. However, they would certainly lose if it beca matter of political fallout.
Despite his concern for Yuvan, Wayne could only watch helplessly as he was beaten up. Yuvan was grievously
injured, but none of the strikes were life-threatening. Everyone had exercised srestraint in their actions-
except for Violet. Her outburst, though powerful, had not drawn on her full inner force, resulting in only broken
ribs for Yuvan. Rafael stood before Wayne, his presence exuding a natural authority that made it hard for the
latter to maintain his composure. He could only force a strained smile, bowing and offering apologies, pleading
for a misunderstanding.
Just then, the sound of iron-hoofed cavalry thundered through the night air, the rhythmic clatter of hooves
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Thomas dismounted and immediately greeted Rafael and Carissa, offering them a respectful nod. His gaze then
swept over Yuvan and Wayne, cold and calculating.
“What's going on here? Why are you gathered near the garrison outpost at this hour?” Travis had already briefed
Thomas. He knew that his godsister had nearly been violated, and anger simmered in his chest. However, since
Rafael had initiated this , understood the need to play along.
Thomas
Wayne stepped forward, eager to explain. “General Farrell, we were just resting here. We weren't gathering
troops here.”
“How many
of you are there?” Thomas retorted sharply. “Count yourselves. Does that not look like a gathering of troops?”
Without a hint of mercy, Thomas turned to Rafael. “Your Highness, this concerns the safety of the garrison
outpost. While you may be the Chief Judge, it's better that | handle this matter.
Growing desperate, Wayne blurted out, “No! General Farrell, listen to us! Prince Yuvan was only interested in a
woman-he didn’t mean to cause trouble for the garrison outpost!” At the smile that tugged at Rafael’s lips,
Wayne lowered his gaze. In the end, he had no choice but to follow the plan Rafael had set up. Now, Yuvan's
reputation was as good as ruined.